(I know there’s this amazing ask blog ( @ask-gaymermell ) and while this is separate from theirs (and I kinda came up with this idea before I knew about the blog) I still highly recommend that way more than these silly ideas.)

Rich:

•Starts out doing EXTREME stunts on vine of all places.

•They are freakin INSANE OK?

•Jake is the one who films it

•He does get pretty popular

•A little bit before Vine dies, Rich moves to YouTube and makes his videos more of showing him doing the set ups and showing what goes on for a stunt.

•They are still really reckless but that’s what everyone is there for.

•It’s soon coming up on the anniversary of him doing stunts for 3 maybe 4 years and he wants to do something EPIC

•Something that has NEVER been done before. And he hyped it up months in advance and his audience is mega hyped!!

•Until Rich suddenly disappeares

•For like three months, people thinking that he just… quit.

•Until Rich finally comes and uploads a video.

•It’s really vague, something happened with his stunt. Involving a fire. Him being in the hospital. And a friend getting hurt as well.

•Rich says that he can’t do stunts anymore, and that he doesn’t even know what to do anymore. YouTube was the way he made a living. But he doesn’t know what to do.

•"So… this might be goodbye. I’m sorry everyone.“

•There is a lot of people who felt bad for Rich and many who thought he was being a baby. This incident ended up becoming huge, news articles putting up stories, information being revealed.

•After 6 months, Rich appears again in a new channel. A vlogging channel of all things.

•Rich confesses that he had never truly showed himself to his audience before (for some reason…). And he had "edited” his lisp out of his videos. But he said that from then on, he was going to be honest and true.

•People were a bit salty about him still not doing stunts. But to Rich it didn’t matter, soon he admitted that he was having more fun doing this rather than stunts.

•Soon after a couple of months on the first day of June, he comes out as Bi. Telling a story that he had never thought of guys before and when he did he denied any sort of attraction. Until after the fire, when he decided to be true to himself.

•He does make an icon out of that, no longer being known as the “stunt guy” but the “bi boi” which made Rich laugh.

•Not soon after did Rich introduce his best friend (soon later to be boyfriend, but I’ll explain that later) Jake. Who had been shown in videos before but never introduced.

•But Rich always kept a jacket on. And wore makeup on his face.

•Many people would ask about what happened but Rich never wanted to talk about it. Many theories about it arose about it.

•Until on its anniversary, where Rich decided to tell how he was “convinced” to do this big fire stunt. Even though Jake and others had warned him.

•Rich then took off his jacket and his makeup to show his burns.

•In the middle of the video Jake had to come in and help Rich talk about what had happened.

•Jake had saved his life, but had broken both of his legs in the process. Jake still had to wear braces on his legs at the moment.

•But it was getting better. Rich and Jake were often considered the “power couple” of YouTube. Despite the fact that Jake didn’t have a channel. Or did he?

Jake:

•Loves music, so much. And puts his music on YouTube for fun.

•This is even before Rich had moved to YouTube or had even gotten big on Vine.

•He never shows his face, he makes his own art for the song and has it play in the background.

•He wasn’t popular at all. No one knew about his channel, not even Rich. But Jake rarely uploaded anyway. Only like one song ever couple of months.

•Jake wrote about being popular, about having fun, about summer, and about school.

•One day… he wrote about love.

•It was after the fire and Rich was in a full body cast. Him in a wheelchair. Rich had confessed everything to Jake. The Squip. The stunts. Everything.

•It only took a month for Jake to fall for him and write a song about it.

•and it EXPOLDED

•Which Jake didn’t even realize until Rich came in happier than he had been in weeks saying “Jakey D! You gotta check this out!”

•When Jake heard his own voice, he was shocked. He then checked later to see that it had over 1 million views.

•Jake started getting emails, asking to sign on. But Jake denied them all. Music was hobby, and Jake didn’t really want it to be more than that.

•But he continued to write music, but now. He wrote about his family. About being alone. About drugs. Each one getting more and more popular.

Prompt: “We live on the same floor and the dorm between ours always has REALLY loud sex so now we’re both in the main lounge at two am do you want this last bite of ice cream?” aka the college AU that grew legs and went for a walk.

Warnings: only a few minor curses

Word Count: 5k

A/N: University AUs are a favourite of mine and this prompt was too good to ignore. It was supposed to be short, but as you can see, I got a little carried away… I hope you like it! :)

The first night, you were woken by the sound of a headboard banging against a wall. You tried turning over and burying your head in the pillows, but the loud noise just persisted until you were left completely conscious.

Groaning, you sat up. After glancing at your phone and discovering it was only a little after 1am, you swung your legs from the bed and pulled on a large hoodie. You debated knocking on your neighbour’s apartment, but decided against it - just because you weren’t getting any, it didn’t mean you had to ruin their fun.

After slipping on a pair of shoes, you grabbed your laptop and decided to go for a little walk. As tempting as staying in bed sounded, you really didn’t want to have to listen to your neighbours having sex, and there were other things you could be doing.

The corridors were desolate, students behind each closed door, undoubtedly busy with things like sleeping or studying. Seeing as your dorm building had a communal lounge, you headed in that direction and quickly set up camp at a small table in the back corner. You dumped your laptop on the desk and made use of the drinks machine to fix yourself up with a hot chocolate before going back at your table and beginning to browse the internet.

You didn’t have a plan, per say, but reckoned your neighbour wouldn’t take more than half an hour to…finish. You would just stay in the lounge for that long, reply to a few emails, scroll through out-dated social media, relax. You’d had a busy week and having a little time to catch up online didn’t sound so bad.

As time began to slip by, you became less and less aware of those around you. The night grew darker and the lounge grew quieter, people draining out until you were almost completely alone.

Absorbed in your laptop’s luminescent screen, you gasped loudly when a photo of one of your friends getting proposed to appeared on your feed, completely unable to contain the surprised exclamation. You slammed the mug on the table, pulling out your phone and immediately going to call her. You couldn’t believe she’d forgotten to tell you - you’d known Allison for years, and she’d just, what? forgotten to inform you of her engagement? It was completely unacceptable.

“Answer, goddamnit!” You growled, glaring at your phone when it went straight to voicemail. You were beginning to construct an angry - yet supportive - text message when a voice cut through the air.

“Y’know, people don’t normally answer their phones at,” the stranger paused, presumably checking the time, “2am.”

Pairing: Simon Minter/Miniminter & Y/NWords: 3k+Warning(s): a few innuendos and like 1 swear wordSummary/Request: an imagine we’re you’re at the sidemen match and it’s the first time you’ve made your relationship fully public with Simon and you were overwhelmed at people wanting pictures and shouting your ship name constantly and si plays really good and fans were saying it was all down to you how good he played and Simons all cute and stuff
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Summary: Lisa, your best friend, loves to party. You love quiet nights where you can dream about her friend Bambam. Bambam loves your smile, and your slender neck. A pushy invitation to a party, A wet dream that turns into a nightmare, and wait- are those fangs? (Vampire AU, Bambam x Reader, Best Friend!Lisa x Reader)

Warnings: Suffocation, Assault, Blood, Alcohol use

Word count:
6,136

Written by: Smutty Jaefairy

A/N: Here’s something I’ve meant to upload for a while now. I hope you guys enjoy! (I promise I’ll write less Bambam in the future OTL )

This one got a bit longer than i expected. I also had a bit of trouble with it as the words i wanted didn’t seem to want to exist for me. Thank you to @mylasagnaisraw and @ilovemyspoopydad for beta-ing this chapter for me! You’re both angels!

K-chan news 2017.06.13 where Koyama learns Tegoshi is human after all, and they talk about fathers, funerals and divorces

So as promised here’s the transcript. I skipped non-essential parts but the two main talks are in full so you can hear it from the guys directly. There might still be minor inaccuracies, mostly because Japanese language itself is tricky but I did mt best.

By the way, the video I attached is missing about a minute, from when they start talking about Sakura Girl. I couldn’t find another one and my audio file is too big for uploading.

seriously though, almost everyone thinks he’s a genius and his professors gush over him but not when he’s around bc they think he’s indifferent

but he’s not indifferent bc it’s easy to notice the little smile on his face whenever he overhears someone mention that he has mad skills or something and he just shakes his head and continues to walk

and if anyone ever stops him to talk about something of his that they heard he just shrugs and it’s good-naturedly and replies with “ah, i was only messing around you know”

so he’s obviously very humble which kinda gives people whiplash bc they didn’t that at all like most people just thought he knew how amazing he is but nope he’s actually really chill

there’s always flyers in like every department saying that people should listen to his soundcloud and follow him

the number of followers and plays that his tracks have is insane but not really bc he’s a genius and his username is min genius so i mean yeah

he has this really nice, chill style that’s kinda a hybrid of tomppabeats and it’s great and sometimes he uploads remixes and they’re also great

even uploads some of his soft rapping tracks to keep like this chill theme but if you’re into like hardcore rapping, he has another account for that

like the baristas in the café on campus asked if it was cool to play some (all) of his tracks and he’s like yeah sure why not

he even has a few eps on itunes and the ratings always surprise bc “wow people actually like my stuff??” and it’s one source of income so

but more about his rapping tracks. like, the lyrics are so deep and meaningful and are one of the main reasons people enjoy them

bc he talks about a lot of relevant stuff that he felt like he wasn’t able to talk about and they really add on to the “only few will understand” idea

yeah twenty one pilots are one of his many inspirations amazing i know

another thing that confuses people is the fact that he’s best friends with the kinda hyper sophomore & kinesiology major, junghoseok

like they’re kinda opposites but they’ve known each other since like middle school and they’re still really close

hoseok was the one they helped yoongi decide what to minor in bc he knows how much his best pal loves photography so it was a pretty easy decision to make

he also helped yoongi with his major bc there’s always those majors that people don’t see as being stable but yoongi defied all the odds that were stacked against him bc he already has companies reaching out to him about his composing skills

it was mentioned on the music theroy’s major website about students having things published and having companies contact them before graduation and he didn’t really believe it until it happened to him and it’s so cool but he doesn’t brag about it bc he’s super humble

okay about him minoring in photography

he loves taking nature pics bc it’s so nice and has such a nice aesthetic that you can’t find anywhere else

he studied abroad the year before in florence, italy and took a thousand pictures there bc everything was so captivating

so when he’s not making music or playing basketball (which he also does), he’s snapping some quality pictures of forests and sunsets and etc. and those that know him are like wow he’s so multi-talented

sometimes you see him sitting under a tree in the park not too far from campus with his headphones on while he works on his laptop and you can see his camera peeking out of his backpack

he calls the camera his life bc he was saving up forever to buy it but people buying his eps on itunes helped out a lot

yeah so you see him a lot in the park when you’re studying or whatever and it’s nice to watch him work even though you feel kinda creepy when you do but he’s really nice to look at and his mannerisms are so gentle idk if that makes sense but yeah

so you make it a habit to go to the park a few times a week and sometimes yoongi’s playing basketball with his friends and that kid jungkook tries to throw the ball a bit too hard and you’re kinda close by so it almost hits you

and yoongi’s rushing over to make sure you’re okay an dyou’re yeah i’m fine while clutching your chest and jungkook just stands there wide-eyed before he apologizes 20 times

and yoongi notices that the ball knocked over your coffee and even though he’s not all that sociable, he offers to buy you another one and you’re like nah it’s fine and he’s like okay and you’re :/ ?? bc you kinda hoped he would insist but nope

one of his friends, hoseok, calls him back over to finish the game but he doesn’t call him yoongi but min genius and the cogs are turning in your head bc that sounds familiar and yoongi checks that you’re okay before he gets the ball and continues playing

and after that you grab your things and head to your class but it’s hard to concentrate bc you know that you saw min genius somewhere so when you get back to your dorm you look it up and yoongi’ssoundcloud and itunes comes up and it clicks bc you remember seeing flyers with min genius on them

when you see him again a few days later you tell him that you really like his stuff and he just smiles and thanks you and he shyly asks if you’d want to grab a coffee with him bc hoseok gave him a lecture the night before about him asking you out or something

yeah so you agree and while the two of you are waiting for your coffee, you realize that his music is playing and you’re like wow and yoongi just smiles his gummy smile and it’s cute and he finds you cute and it turns out that you’re taking intro to digital photography and he’s like i took it last semester and i can help if you ever need it

the two of you hang out sometimes whether that’s meeting up in the café or at the park when he’s editing some of his music and he shows you his pictures and tricks to help you with class and they’re really amazing

esp the ones from florence and you think it’s so cool that he studied abroad and he tells you about it and it sounded like a lot of fun

he even made these little short films and they’re so nice and aesthetic with some of his tracks playing in the background and it’s so chill

then sometimes you find yourself making playlists for him bc the way he talks about music, you know it’s important to him and when you meet up again you let him listen to them and he has a smile on his face bc it’s good music

before either of you can really process it, you realize how deep the feelings you have for each other run like it’s way past just friends

when he realized that he likes you he wasn’t !! it was just okay so like i them in that way and it took him a while to mull it over and he doesn’t tell you right away or at all

since he’s been helping you with photography, you take pictures of him when he’s working on music or playing basketball with the rest of bts and create this little collection that you posted on vsco and show him and he’s like wow these are nice without really noticing that it’s him then he’s oh and kinda blushes bc you titled it ‘i like you’

and within a few weeks, you’re officially a thing and the rest of bangtan are so happy for you guys

lots of really chill dates where you watch him edit his music and photos and your bf min yoongi, well, min genius is just that: a genius that has a soft heart and cares about you and his friends a lot

Anon Prompt: “Can
you write one where Jughead and the reader always spend time with together at
the Drive In and the Diner and it’s all super cute and all of your friends are
jelly of how cute you guys are?”

A/N: I’m slowly
smashing through these prompts, trying to get them out. I didn’t upload the
past two days because I was away. I hope you enjoy!

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He leans over the table, pulling the cherry off my
milkshake and eats it. “Delicious.” He grins.

“Jug, stop eating my food.” I giggle, “You have your
own!”

“I prefer yours.” He smiles.

Jughead and I had been together for three weeks now,
our relationship was blossoming and I loved every minute of it. It was almost
impossible to think that Jughead could be a very romantic person.
On our first date, he bought flowers and chocolates and he continued to bring
me treats and sweet things to show how much he cared for me.

Jughead pulls the straw out of his chocolate shake and
slides it into my strawberry one, dragging the cup to the middle of the table.
We both begin to drink the shake through both straws. It had been a while since
I had felt this happy and I was glad that Jughead was happy with me.

The drive back to Spencer’s apartment was quiet. You were seething in anger at the fact that he had turned up at the club and had pretty much accused you and Evan of having an affair in front of all of your friends.

This wasn’t the first time he’d insinuated such things, this wasn’t even the first time you’d fallen out over this. But this was the first Spencer had pushed you past the point of no return.

You’d been dating him for two years and for the most part, it was great. He was sweet and caring, and he made you laugh. He was the perfect boyfriend it seemed at first. He’d also known from day one that your best friend was a guy and at first, he told you he accepted it. Him and Evan seemed to get on well, Evan had told you he liked Spencer, he tried to get to know him on a one to one basis inviting him out so the two could bond. Evan tried, and Spencer tried too. At first.

But then he’d start to moan whenever you went out with your friends and Evan was there. It didn’t matter that Spencer was invited, he always chose not to come. It didn’t matter if Spencer was out of town so the fact that you were out wasn’t even impeding on any you and him time. He’d always complain. If Evan wasn’t there though he was fine.

You finally lost it with him one night and demanded to know what his problem with Evan was. His answer?

“He’s so blatantly in love with you, it’s so plain for anyone to see.”

So you’d sat and patiently explained to Spencer that A) Evan wasn’t. You two had had that discussion a long time ago. There were no feelings there whatsoever, and plus, Evan had a girlfriend. B) Even if there were any feelings there on Evan’s part, which there wasn’t; there were none there on your part. You loved Spencer and only him, and he needed to trust you.

Oh I can’t live by your side
With the lies you’ve tried to instill

And so for a few weeks, he’d been fine again. Then you noticed that if you left your phone out when you left the room, that it would be in a slightly different position when you came back in. You found yourself logged out of some of your social media accounts, meaning someone else had tried to log in. You knew what he was doing, and for an FBI Agent, he wasn’t doing a particularly good job of it.

So you called him out again. And after lying to your face and telling you that you were paranoid, he finally admitted to checking your text messages and things. And you’d fallen out again, with you threatening to leave if he didn’t trust you.

Then came the tears, the crying from him. The promises that he did trust you, it was all just because he’d never really had a relationship before, he couldn’t believe that anyone as great as you would be interested in someone like him, he’d change. Just please don’t leave him.

So you didn’t. You let him off because he HAD never really had a long term relationship before, he WAS shy and awkward and didn’t really know what he was doing. But you told him again that he needed to trust you for this to work. Trust was integral to a relationship and if he didn’t trust you, then what was the point.

I can’t take anymore
I dont have to give you a reason

Now though, as you looked at him in the drivers seat of his car, you realised that he’d never trust you. Not whilst Evan was on the scene. And you and him had been best friends since you were thirteen years old. You couldnt think of any one point where you’d given Spencer reason to doubt yours and Evans relationship. You’d been open and honest about the friendship from the start and you’d even cut down on the amount of time you texted him or spent with him. It just wasn’t worth the arguments anymore.

Tonight though, was one night you weren’t going to not see him. Evans birthday which Spencer had yet again cried out of going to. He had a headache he’d told you. He was just going to bed, but it was fine if you still wanted to go out, he didn’t mind.

Well why should he mind? This had been planned for months now and you weren’t going to miss your best friends birthday. And if Spencer did genuinly have a headache, then it’s not like you could have done anything for him anyway.

But… The headache couldn’t have been bothering him that much. Everytime a new photo was uploaded to insta gram or Facebook, he liked it. Everytime the group checked it at a new location, he liked it. Everytime you checked your phone, you had messages from him. You replied, to the first few. And then you told him to get some rest, you’d be home in a few hours and that you didn’t want to be checking your phone all evening because it was rude.

You didn’t hear anything back from him and you were satisfied that he’d gone to sleep. Until an hour later when your friend Sara had nudged you. “Isn’t that your boyfriend?” she’d asked and you looked up to see Spencer walking across the bar to you.

He felt better, he told you. He thought he’d come and join you for a bit and then he could drive you home. Okay great, but you weren’t going to be ready to leave for a while.

Spencer sat by your side for the rest of the evening, not really talking to anyone but keeping one hand firmly on your thigh. When you went up to dance, he watched you like a hawk, you could feel his eyes burning into you. And when Evan threw one arm over his girlfriend Rosie’s shoulder and the other over yours, you saw Spencer pull himself up and stalk over to you, angrily pulling you away from him.

“Spencer, what the fuck?”

“Why is he touching you like that? He shouldn’t be touching you like that.”

Rosie and Evan watched in disbelief as you two argued in the middle of the dance floor, tears finally breaking free and streaming down your face. They tried to step in to difuse the situation but it was no good. In the end, you told them you were leaving, Rosie telling you to keep safe and to let her know what happens. You didn’t dare give Evan a goodbye hug, simply telling him you were sorry for ruining his birthday and that you’d make it up to him, hearing Spencer muttering something under his breath.

As you pulled up to his apartment building, you knew what was going to happen once you got inside. You couldn’t take this anymore. You were well and truly done. You loved Spencer, but…. it wasn’t worth it. Not anymore.

For leaving this time
Coz this is my last goodbye

When you walked inside, you walked straight to his bedroom finding a huge holdall that you’d left there before and throwing your belongings into it, moving from room to room as Spencer stared on. Words were coming out of his mouth but you weren’t listening. You tuned him out. Knowing it was the same old lines that you’d heard a thousand times before from him.

I’ve gotta turn and walk away
I don’t have anything left to say
I haven’t already said before

Luckily, although you’d dated for two years, you hadn’t yet given up your own apartment. So at least you had somewhere to go.

“Y/N please, I’m sorry! You know how jealous I get. I just love you so much.”

Gathering up the last of your important things, you closed the bag and turned to him.

“No Spencer, you don’t. If you loved me as much as you claim to then you would accept my friendship with Evan. You’d trust me when I’ve said for the hundredth time that there’s nothing going on between us. If you loved me, you’d believe me. You wouldn’t make me feel guilty for having a friend that’s a guy, you wouldn’t try to come between us. I cannot have this fight with you anymore.”

I’ve grown tired of being used
And I’m sick and tired of being accused

“I can change though, it’s just because I’ve never had a relationship like this before.” He was blocking your path between the bedroom and the door.

“You might change, but you’re not going to change whilst you’re with me. We’ve been together two years now. That’s enough time for you to figure out how a relationship works. That’s enough time for you to have figured out how to behave appropriately. And it’s enough time for you to have learnt to trust me. But you don’t. And I, quite frankly, am sick of this shit right now.”

You pushed passed him, the bag heavy on your shoulders.

“Y/N please. Don’t leave me. I don’t know what I’ll do!”

“Spencer, we’re over. You bought this on yourself.”

His tone changed so suddenly then and as soon as the next words left his mouth, you knew you were making the right decision.

“So I bet you’ll be running off to him then right? So you two can be together. Poor Rosie, I bet she didn’t even see this coming, not like I did.”

Taking his time to make sure each portion of each ingredients was right, Marvin quietly created Jack’s potion in the bathroom while Schneeplestein treated Jackaboy’s wounds. As the doctor finished wrapping up his arm in a splint, Jackaboy noticed Schneep’s expression looking a bit distant, as if lost in thought.“You ok, Schneep?” he asked lightly.The doctor sighed heavily and answered, “I don’t know. I guezz I feel a little stupid. Jack turned out fine in ze end. I juzt needed to get out of Anti’z grip and everyzing vould have been fine… I should have been ztronger zan I vas. I shouldn’t have tried to drink my shame avay.” He went to fetch a cloth to make Jackaboy a sling for his arm.Jackaboy said, “Well… Anti is good at making people feel crappy. So… it’s understandable that you felt awful. If I was in your position, I would feel awful too.” He helped Schneep arrange his sling. Then he rested his unbroken hand on the doctor’s shoulder reassuringly and added, “It’s normal to feel helpless from time to time, and at those times, it’s ok to cry it all out. Better out than in. But next time something like this happens, remember what happened today. You got through it this time, you’ll get through every other time. And I’m here as a shoulder to cry on if need be.” He smiled.Schneeplestein smiled back. “Zank you, friend.” He patted the hero’s shoulder, suddenly remembering how much bruising there was, so instead lightly tapped his shoulder. The both laughed a little.Marvin entered the room. “Ok. Potion’s ready. I think it would be best to put him back on his bed first, make things a bit more comfortable.”The three egos carried Jack back into his room and laid him down, the once bloodied covers now clean thanks to Marvin. Marvin took the jar that contained his potion and poured small drops over all the incisions on Jack’s chest and neck. The gloopy fluid began to seep through the cuts and after a few seconds the cuts would slowly start to seal up and heal. The magician then poured the rest of the potion slowly into Jack’s mouth and carefully massaged his neck to make him swallow it.“We’ll have to wait a minute or so for the potion to set in.” he told the others. He turned to Schneeplestein and said, “Again, don’t let him know that he was dead all this time. He might not take it well.”“I vas juzt zinging zat myself.” Schneep replied.

After a long minute of waiting, Jack began to cough and splutter himself awake. He sat up and took long deep breaths, looking a little puzzled and scared.“The fuck!” he yelled in a broken voice, before clearing his throat and rubbing the back of his neck. He looked up to see the egos, standing tall and proud, looking very happy to see him up and back to his good old self. “Oh hey! It’s you guys. … What the fuck happened?”“You had a bit of a fever.” Schneeplestein told him boldly, “I’m afraid ze Antisepticeye had poisoned you at zome point, and for ze last few hourz you have been passed out. But, luckily for you, Dr. Schneeplestein vas on ze case! And had you back to normal in no time!”“Oh.” Jack said and he glanced over to Marvin and Jackaboy. “And… you two are here because…”“We had to deal with Anti, of course.” Jackaboy quickly answered, “Give him a good ‘baytin’, for attacking you again. We’re sure he won’t be coming back any time soon.”Jack sighed and looked at his watch. He gasped and quickly got up. His legs were still wobbly so he fell back on the bed. Marvin told him, “You should probably rest a bit. Take things slowly.”“I need to make a second video!” Jack insisted, “I’ve been gone for hours, everyone’s probably worried, especially if Anti showed up. They probably think I’m actually dead!” He laughed. The others laughed back, a little uneasy and forced, not that Jack seemed to notice. He carefully stood back up and began to hobble out the room. He turned back to the egos and smiled. “Thanks for helping me, guys. I’m not sure what happened to me, but you didn’t hesitate to come to the rescue.”“Not a problem.” Schneeplestein insisted before adding, “I zing I should stay vith you until ze Woosher comez home, juzt to make sure all iz fine. I’ll got and make uz a pot of coffee. I zing ve all need it.” He headed downstairs to the kitchen.Before disappearing into his office, Jack promised, “I’ll pay you all back, of course. Especially you two,” he pointed at Marvin and Jackaboy, “I’m sure a lot of people in the community would love to see another cameo from both of you.” “That would be lovely.” Marvin said.Jack went into his office.

The magician and the hero went down to the kitchen to have a quick coffee with the doctor before they both decided to leave before Signe got home; Schneeplestein, out of all the egos, was the best at playing off as Jack-in-a-costume towards Wiishu, so they knew he would be fine. Keeping to small lanes and alleys, Jackaboy and Marvin decided to walk and talk for a while before they’d make their own separate ways home.Jackaboy asked, “Do you think Jack will ever find out that he’s been killed twice now?”“I don’t think so.” Marvin admitted, “We’ve managed to get away with making him think Anti’s attacks were just illusions, some magic trick I taught Anti, like the whole cutting-a-person-in-half trick… I certainly hope he doesn’t find out.”“Why not?”“Well, if Jack finds out, he’ll know how dangerous Anti really is. He’ll begin encouraging people not to fuel him. That’s bad for all of us, including Jack, because his community will think he’s restricting creativity, so people will leave, less stuff will be made for us as the community decreases. In the end we’ll be gone.”Jackaboy gulped at the thought. After a long pause as both the egos pondered the idea, a smile grew on Jackaboy’s lips. “But we’re not gone yet, are we?” he pointed out.Marvin smiled. “Yeah. Best not to let ‘what ifs’ linger. We’ll just enjoy things of the here and now, not worry about the future until it comes. For now I’m still glad to be a street magician, even if people confuse me for Jack. As long as I’m entertaining them, it’s fine by me.”Jackaboy nodded, “Same. Just making someone happy to me is the same as saving someone from drowning. If I can change the lives of a few people by just making them happy when nothing else can, that’s what it’s all about.”Marvin grinned at Jackaboy’s last sentence. “That sounds familiar.”“It’s a quote.”“Oh. Who from?”Jackaboy shrugged. “Can’t remember.”They reached the middle of town where they wished each other good night and both headed home.Jack uploaded his after-Anti vlog a few hours later then he started to browse on his social sites. He was amazed by the masses of Antisepticeye based theories and stories and fanart, proud at how talented the people in the community were. Although he didn’t let the thought bother him, he couldn’t ignore one concept floating around about Anti being some sort of puppet master, the most powerful ego, even more powerful than Jack, able to control the egos and use them to deceive everyone. That he would return. And next time Jack wouldn’t be the only victim.

Historically, I tend to inflict Haunted House AUs on every fandom I find myself in. (And I’m not talking literal haunted houses here; I’m talking about those places that pop up around Halloween or year-round, where you walk through spooky sets and actors jump out at you. Sometimes there are free-roaming actors in scarezone-type things.) I just…love haunted houses/haunts. Very much. And therefore it becomes fun to think about how a cast of known characters might behave in one of them.

Harbly Marblies, however, is a little tougher, because here we’ve got a cast of characters who are living in a modern-day world where haunts would exist…but who are also deeply traumatized by supernatural spookythings, probably to the point where there is no chance in hell you’d ever get them through the front doors of a haunt.

You got it! This ones kinda short and is just a drabble but I hope you enjoy it!

All mistake are my own.

Billy’s head hurts almost all the time. It has ever since he was little. Ever since he started thinking and couldn’t stop. He’s always thinking, there’s always something going on in his head. Sometimes it’s math problems, other times it’s details blueprints for the next section of mountain he’s going to study. Most recently it’s next fighting techniques that he thinks could best be performed from inside his power rangers suit. The suits are awesome, but not suited for just any type of fighting.

He’s taken to pulling up videos on YouTube. Boxers training for matches. UFC fighters going at it in the ring. Sometimes he even watches the high school fights that kids upload. Those are really strange, the shaky camera always miss the good parts.

Anyways, Billy’s head hurts because he’s always thinking. And he always thinking because he’s restless. He has to be doing something all the time unless he’s asleep. But Billy thinks that even then, he’s doing something.

The others don’t know about the headaches. Billy doesn’t see a point in telling them. When it gets too bad he just takes a few deep breaths like his mom taught him. Sometimes if he rubs his forehead enough that helps too. Deep breaths and forehead massages, they tend to do the trick. He does a lot of both after training in the cave.

One day, Jason asks him about it. He asks Billy if he’s okay. It catches the other boy off guard. He doesn’t realize he’s been vigorously rubbing at his forehead for nearly twenty minutes.

“Why wouldn’t I be okay?” He asks, his brow furrowed deeply.

Jason shrugged and tilted his head. “You looked like you were thinking really hard about something.”

They end up at Jason’s house. Billy’s mom had to take his sisters to some school thing and didn’t want Billy at home by himself. Any other time, Billy would have argued that he’s almost seventeen and is more than capable of staying home alone. But then Jason invited him over and Billy found that he didn’t want to stay home, time spent with Jason was Billy’s favorite thing.

Jason’s house is a lot different than Billy’s. For starters his mom lets them eat dinner in Jason’s room. Their plates in their laps as they shoot zombies on the tv screen.

Billy gets so into it that his food gets cold before he can even really focus to eat.

“I can warm it up for you,” Jason says, already taking Billy’s plate and getting to his feet. “And I think my mom made cake so we can grab some of that too.”

“Cake?” Billy scrambles to his feet and trails after Jason. “What kind of cake? I haven’t cake in a while, my mom can never find time to make it. I told her I could make one myself even though the last cake I made exploded in the oven. Did you know that they can do that Jason? Cause I sure didn’t.”

Billy rambles the whole to the kitchen. Fingers twisting in the hem of his shirt and feet shuffling quickly. He knows Jason is listening from the smile on his face. Jason always smiles when Billy talks.

“Maybe next time you and I can make a cake?” He suggests, placing the food in the microwave and pressing in two minutes.

Billy pauses, catching himself in mid sentence. He blinks a few times, extra blinks when he becomes vaguely aware of his head hurting.

“That would be awesome.” Billy nods, rubbing at one eye. “I’ve never tried cooking with anyone else.” He watches as Jason gets a knife from one of the kitchen drawers and spins the cake pan to a better angle so he can cut it.

“I’m gonna warn you now.” He laughed, pulling the knife through the cake in a scary straight line. “I’m a terrible cook, can barely make noodles.”

“Noodles are easy!” Billy laughs, fingers pressing in the middle of his brow. He’s already thinking of a plan to get Jason over to his house to make noodles. “Just water and seasoning.”

Jason sticks his tongue out at him. “Don’t laugh, we can’t all be great at everything like you.”

The microwave behind Billy beeps loudly, making him jump a bit. He spins to open it, quickly pulling the hot plate out and smelling it.

“I blow up cakes Jason.” Billy said grabbing his fork, his utensil clatters on the plate as he drops it in favor of pushing at his brow again. “Hardly great.”

When he turns back to face Jason, the other boy is standing not even a foot away. He’s got two pieces of chocolate cake in his hands but he’s watching Billy closely. Intently.

“Does….does your head hurt?”

Billy looks at him for a moment, the question making all thoughts in his mind squeal to a stop. His mom stopped asking him about his head hurting years ago. Cause his head hurts almost every day. So to be asked about it now, by his friend. His best friend; for a moment Billy doesn’t know what to say.

“Of course it hurts.” He finally says after a minutes of silence. “It always hurts.”

That obviously isn’t the right thing to say because Jason looks like Billy’s just told him the world is ending. He slides the cake onto the counter next to Billy and steps closer. There’s only inches between them.

“What do you mean your head always hurts?” Jason asks, eyes trailing from the top of his head to the sides to his eyes and then back again.

“My mom says it’s cause I think too much.” Billy shrugs. “I’m always thinking bout things Jason. Like right now I’m trying to decide if I should ask you over to my house this weekend or next. Cause didn’t Kimberly say she wanted to have a pizza night this weekend? Or did I dream that? I dream about you guys a lot. Sometimes we’re fighting and other times we’re just hanging out. But that doesn’t matter, what matters is when am I gonna get you over to my house to learn to make noodles?”

Billy takes a breath, the question hanging in the air. He looks up at Jason, finding the other boy still looking at him in concern.

“Jason?” Billy frowns. “Do you not want to come make noodles?”

Jason opens his mouth to answer but ends up huffing out a small laugh and smiling. He moves away from Billy, to the other side of the kitchen. When he opens the cupboard above his head, Billy gets a glance at what look like pill bottles. Jason plucks one from inside easily and shuts the door again.

He uncaps the bottle and shakes out two small pale red pills.

“Take these once you’re done eating.” Jason holds them out to Billy. “They’re just Advil but they should help with your head.”

Billy’s had Advil before, they only work for a little while. But he takes them from Jason anyways and sets them carefully on the edge of his plate. Jason smiles at him as they head back into his room and settle on the floor again.

“So,” Billy starts, this time picking up his fork instead of the game controller.

Jason unpauses the game and shoots a zombie in the head right off the back. He glanced at Billy out of the corner of his eye and smirks. “What time are we making noodles next Saturday?”

Requested - “
I would like a Tommy or John ( you choose)imagine and the song “love” by lana del rey”

(A/N - had to re upload because it wasn’t in the fucked up tags)

John Shelby - Young and In love

“I’m so glad you’re back!” you just about heard Ada shout over the music roaring through the Garrison, the people of Small Heath dancing around you as they celebrated Arthur’s new ownership.

“Well, I certainly came back on the right night” you held your drink up to her with a smile which she returned, leaving the two of you to cheers and pull each other into an embrace.

You lent back, letting your eyes roam across the crowds laughing and joking, finding yourself smiling at the comfortable familiarity of the pub and Small Heath itself. You let out a sigh as you took a swig of your drink, a small smirk playing on your lips when you remembered John sat in the corner, knowing he would still be staring at you.

“And there is our kitchen. I am so excited for this room
personally because I absolutely love to cook and in my apartment, I had a very
small space to cook, which is probably why I fell in love with this house,” I
spoke to the camera that was capturing the kitchen.

The camera showed the open kitchen with cream color walls and
wooden cabinets, with the granite top counters and the island/prep station in
the middle, that housed the grilling stove. There were tiles on the wall above
the counters but below the cabinets, and the fridge doors were wooden plated as
well.

Plot:#40:
“I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”
+ #52:
“Are you doodling?”
with reverse idol!Jungkook

Word Count:1022

A/N: so the next college post will hopefully be up tomorrow or the following day, I don’t have enough time to write it tonight I kinda lost time looking at BTS memes so I figured some good old kookie would be fun to write, the link for this post is reverse idol!Jungkook (here) which was a post about idol!reader and kook being a lil cute ass fanboy, it also featured youtuber!Jungkook (here)

Moving into your new apartment with your boyfriend of nearly two years was exciting but nerve wracking. He had called over his best friends to help you two move, three of them helping you move while the other three helped Jungkook, your members coming over to help as well. Jin, Jimin and Namjoon all helped you pack boxes, loading them into the truck outside your dorm, taking snack breaks often and making you laugh so much that you forgot just how many hours you’d been packing and moving boxes around. You had gotten to know all of them well over the year you’d been with Jungkook, becoming a part of their close knit family, Jungkook doing the same with your group members.

Title: It’s All Hype!Pairings: Ladynoir (Ladybug x Chat Noir), Adrienette (Adrien x Marinette)Summary: Alya accidentally gets the Internet in a frenzy after announcing that Ladybug and Chat Noir are dating, but the two heroes are adamant about correcting the error and making sure the world knows that they’re just friends. So Alya proposes a staged public break up to set everything right.

In hindsight, she really underestimated how utterly freaking difficult that would be.

Day 5: Right-Hook

Chat Noir used the twenty euros that Ladybug had reluctantly handed over to buy himself a plate of crepes and waffles, and after that the Egg Discourse™ had thankfully ended. They finished their brunch together while Alya started checking all of the likes and hits racking up on the video that she had posted of the two of them arguing rather vehemently about food of all things. Figures that they couldn’t dare to argue with each other about something serious but the moment you brought up irrelevant discourse about breakfast foods, they were both at each other’s necks and attracting the attention of an entire restaurant with their antics. Alya thought about telling them that they acted exactly like an old married couple who loved to bicker about the little things and didn’t sweat the big ones, but she figured it would sound odd considering they were trying to convince the world of the exact opposite.

The three of them ended up on top of an apartment building near the café with Alya leaning against the chimney and moderating all the comments that were steadily pouring onto the end of the video. She must have been at it for longer than she realized because at some point Ladybug and Chat Noir discarded their weapons next to her and started killing time in that way they usually did whenever people randomly caught footage of them on their patrols at night. They’d switched from a crunching competition to doing handstands on the edge of the roof to some light hand-to-hand practice by the time Alya was sure she’d gotten all of the inappropriate comments off.

“Sorry about this,” Alya told them as Chat Noir knocked Ladybug onto her back and declared himself the winner of their second round. “My friend Nino usually helps mod this stuff for me when I’m busy but he’s got a family thing right now and I don’t want to let the comments get too cluttered.”

“Take your time, we don’t have much to do today anyway,” Ladybug said, sounding slightly out of breath. She nodded at Chat Noir. “Again.”

“Don’t stay so flat footed by the way,” Chat Noir told her. “Stay bouncing on your toes and you can move quicker. When you’re ready.”

Ladybug lunged at him first while Chat Noir quickly blocked her punch, and Alya cleared her throat as she pulled up a few comments. “Alright. So the results of that little show during brunch are turning out to be interesting.”